Chapter 198 - 124: The End - How Did I Become an F1 Driver? - NovelsTime

How Did I Become an F1 Driver?

Chapter 198 - 124: The End

Author: lq Lianqing
updatedAt: 2025-08-24

CHAPTER 198: CHAPTER 124: THE END

The whole race, the only thing that made him think a bit was the tire wear issue, but with the appearance of the safety car, that problem was also easily solved.

After that, it was just Qin Miao running long-distance tests alone, which was quite boring.

But he certainly couldn’t say during the interview that being stuck in traffic at the start was a bit interesting, and then it got so boring he wanted to leave early, right?

So Qin Miao bit the bullet, thought for a moment, and then said: "I encountered quite a few difficulties in the first two laps after the start. The tire wear at that time was beyond our expectations, and I was a bit worried and had to pit. Fortunately, two safety cars appeared, alleviating my immediate concerns..."

Qin Miao just bit the bullet and said a bunch of clichés. It sounded plausible, but it was just that.

The host who saw Qin Miao’s interview yesterday knew that Qin Miao struggled with interviews, so didn’t ask any too tricky questions.

He asked another question about Qin Miao’s specific thoughts when he overtook two cars at the start. After Qin Miao answered, the interview regarding Qin Miao as the champion was concluded.

After that, the host began interviewing the second and third-place drivers.

Qin Miao didn’t listen carefully to their interview content, he packed up his stuff, waiting to go on stage to receive the award.

It was still those four blocks from yesterday, but this time placed on the carpet at the pit lane entrance.

Frankie wasn’t late this time; he was already waiting outside when Qin Miao was being interviewed.

After the interviews ended, when the three drivers stood on the podium, he too went up to the track engineer’s position for the champion driver.

The national anthem played once again, and Qin Miao was already quite accustomed to this.

Although once a day was really a bit much, Qin Miao still earnestly followed the anthem’s melody to sing the whole song, which is a Chinese person’s respect for their national anthem.

Once the national anthem finished playing, Qin Miao, among the host’s words, picked up his sprint race championship trophy, held his pose for a second in the photographers’ lenses on site, which could be counted as taking a photo.

Then the celebratory music played, and the three drivers, along with the team engineer in front of them, started celebrating with champagne.

After celebrating, they clinked bottles with each other and with their track engineer, Frankie, marking the end of this simple celebration.

Qin Miao handed his champagne to the three onlookers Sui Wentao, Steve, and Alvin.

Although during the race it seemed like these three had no presence, the stability of the car during the race was thanks to Qin Miao’s skills.

However, the car tuning and pre-race checks on the car were provided by these three buddies, and during the preparation stage, Qin Miao spent even more time with them than with Frankie.

His first official race win, be it the champagne or the prize money, was significant, so wanting to keep them as a memento is understandable.

But now it’s different; rarity makes it precious. This second champagne, Qin Miao directly gave it away.

The three naturally accepted the champagne from Qin Miao with gusto, taking a big sip with smiles.

Afterwards, Qin Miao took his sprint race championship trophy and went back to the locker where he kept his helmet, sorted out his equipment, and left.

The points increase for the participants in this sprint race are as follows:

1ts. Qin Miao: +17 points (Sprint race champion +15, Fastest lap +2)

2ts. Drogovich +12

3ts. Dretraz +10

4ts. Ticktum +8

5ts. Long Jia De +6

6ts. Panasonic +4

7ts. Mick Schumacher +2

8ts. Aitken +1

Among them, Zhou Guanyu started from seventeenth and finished fourteenth. Without that crash, Zhou Guanyu might have gotten into the top ten. If he worked a bit harder, breaking into the top eight to score a point wasn’t impossible.

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